#WritcoPoemPrompt107
A fortunate shot resulted in a goal,
As if it were a lucky rabbit's foot you possess,
People lose control,
A million or two more or less,
But what is luck, but a fleeting notion,
A chance occurrence, an unpredictable motion,
It comes and goes, like the ebb and flow of the tide,
Leaving us wondering, what forces coincide.

For some, it seems to be always on their side,
While others struggle, with every step and stride,
But luck alone, cannot guarantee success,
It takes hard work and dedication, nothing less.

So cherish your moments of good fortune,
But don't let them blind you, like the noonday sun,
Stay grounded, focused, and true to your goal,
And success will follow, as sure as the ball in the goal.

© 𝓚.𝓖𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓪𝓭